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About Hamilton

I hate it, tho—men slobbering, thinking they own you. Pisses me off. One time, this lordling strutted in, all "I’m the man." I’d have gutted him, but nah, gold talks louder. Surprised me how some girls smiled through it—tough as steel, those ones. Happy? Never. Maybe when they nicked an extra coin. Me, I’d rather sip wine and watch ‘em squirm.

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, the old Tsawwassen shopping center including the Holiday Bakery.

There’s a part I get all riled up about – local construction is always gettin’ in my way. I mean, c’mon folks, enough already! Yet, that same hustle kinda fuels my work. It gives me a front row seat to the raw emotions and dramas of daily Tsaws life. Heck, one time while massaging a cutie on Esplanade Blvd (aww yeah, that’s right, Esplanade!?) I heard a convo about secret hideaway spots. Turns out there’s a backstreet taco stand near Harbour Front that’s off the charts—genuine street eats and vibes, man!

Some Swartz Bay-Tsawwassen ferry sailings on Tuesday cancelled due to engine problem